Colors of the desert.
We drove straight to JT on my 33rd birthday after eating at #Club33 (yes I’m bragging because who tf ever gets to eat there, ever?!)
It was raining, it was cold. It was late. All I could make out were these strange trees and shadows with my headlights. The very next day we woke up to this magical wonderland. I’ve never experienced real quietness, I mean REAL quietness, like this ever. It consumed me.
I was addicted. Addicted to the serene. Living and working in the city (at that time) the strange silence woke me.
Till this day, I like to pick parts of the park that are almost never crowded because I desire that stillness. I want the desolate.
I need that silence✨
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